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Novel: [The Primordial Law]
Volume 4: [Shuangsheng Dao Sect (Twin Rice Sect)]
Chapter 80 (335): [Lu Cangsheng Returns]
(80th of Volume 4)
Translator: Shadow Knight AK
Editor: Shadow Knight AK
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Having broken through his cultivation realm, Li Weiyi's strength had surged.
He turned his gaze to the square iron box, a foot long, enshrined in the Buddhist niche on the blood-soaked ground.
He channeled all his Spiritual Power into his arms.
'Too heavy...'
'Still can't lift it!'
Over the past few days, Li Weiyi had tried every method he could think of to open the iron box, but to no avail. He would have to wait until his cultivation was higher before he could study it further.
His gaze shifted to Tang Wanzhou, who was meditating nearby.
Truth be told, the Young Lord of the Northern Territory was exceptionally handsome and refined. Her long ponytail, dark robes, slender waist, and the curve of her chest were all exquisitely beautiful.
Her jade-white skin, a Pure Immortal Physique, softened her inherent masculinity, allowing one to sense her inner gentleness.
Even in her death-like state, she remained perfectly upright, as sharp and unyielding as a divine sword.
In the past, which man would have dared to stare at her so openly, studying her with the meticulous gaze of an art connoisseur?
Li Weiyi had never regarded her as a woman before, let alone lingered in such prolonged admiration.
There was an indescribable thrill in it.
The problem was that summoning a Spirit was easy, but sending one away was difficult.
Li Weiyi had tried to drag her out of the Blood Mud Space, but she had fiercely resisted, and his attempt had failed.
He dared not push her too far. If he startled her, she might try to kill him again.
For now, Li Weiyi couldn't hand her over to the Snow Sword Tang Court either.
He had just left the Twin Rice Sect's Cultivation Headquarters when Tang Wanzhou immediately appeared. It would be strange if this didn't arouse suspicion among the Twin Rice Sect's elders.
Li Weiyi had been in Cultivation for ten days, but only two days had passed outside.
Pushing open the cabin door, he was greeted by a gentle River Breeze.
He gazed at the river and the distant shore, his heart immediately filled with joy.
The weather had cleared, and not a speck of dust lingered in the air.
It was afternoon.
The plains on the east bank of the Qu River had vanished, replaced by a majestic mountain range covered in glistening white snow. The peaks were bathed in the golden light of the setting sun.
On the river's surface, the golden mountain peaks' reflections merged with the shore, creating a breathtaking panorama.
Knowing he had emerged from Cultivation, Tai Shi Bai descended from the upper deck.
Dressed in silver-embroidered robes and a white mink fur coat, his noble bearing was striking.
As he walked along the corridor, he smiled.
"Brother Zuo has finally emerged from Cultivation. In another hour, we'll reach Thunder Mausoleum (Leiling) City. From there, we'll have no ship to take us further. We'll have to travel another four hundred miles by land to reach South Yan Pass and enter the pass."
"I've already sent my retainers ahead to Thunder Mausoleum (Leiling) City to make arrangements. The City Lord will likely host a welcoming banquet for us tonight. Brother Zuo, you must join us. Don't try to sneak away."
Li Weiyi had been planning exactly that.
His thoughts laid bare, he could only offer an awkward smile, "Have any members of the Heretical Sect appeared in the past two days?"
Tai Shi Bai's expression was grave: "Ever since that battle, I've felt a subtle sense of being watched. Those demon heretics are likely tailing us from the shore. Brother Zuo, don't worry about them. Once we reach Thunder Mausoleum (Leiling) City, we'll be on Tai Shi Clan territory, where they won't dare to cause trouble."
Tai Shi Bai left to oversee the servants and maids as they packed luggage, goods, carriages, and exotic beasts, preparing to disembark.
"Boom!"
A bolt of lightning struck a distant snow-capped mountain, sending sparks flying.
Tuoba Butuo, completely shrouded in a gray robe and wearing a mask to conceal his Silver Pure Immortal Physique, approached Li Weiyi.
Gazing at the continuous lightning strikes on the snow-capped peaks, he asked, "Brother Weiyi, do you know why Thunder Mausoleum (Leiling) City is called Thunder Mausoleum (Leiling) City?"
Li Weiyi inquired, "Why?"
Qi Xiao appeared on Li Weiyi's other side, similarly masked and robed, "Thunder Mausoleum (Leiling) refers to the Thirty-Six Thunder Tombs! The former masters of the Cloud Heaven (Yuntian) Immortal Plain were the Thundercloud Sect. The Thirty-Six Thunder Tombs are the final resting places of thirty-six Transcendent figures from the Thundercloud Sect's history."
"Thunder Mausoleum (Leiling) City was once the residence of the Thundercloud Sect's tomb guardians. Now, it's the second-largest city in Liang Prefecture, a bustling metropolis."
Tuoba Butuo said, "After more than a decade of war, all the former officials from the Twenty-Eight Prefectures have retreated to the Eight Prefectures. Thunder Mausoleum (Leiling) City, a massive city at the foot of the Immortal Plains, with a population of millions, must have a Heavenly Pavilion. Tonight, we'll go to the Heavenly Pavilion and drink until we're completely drunk."
"I don't think we can make it," Li Weiyi replied, "Tai Shi Bai has already invited us to a welcoming banquet at the City Lord's Manor tonight."
"Old Qi, what are you staring at?"
Qi Xiao's gaze drifted to the bow of the ship, where he saw a breathtakingly beautiful woman. Her vibrant robes, dazzlingly white skin, and lustrous black hair were captivating. A white tail, a small portion of which hung outside her skirt, completed her ethereal appearance.
She stood beside Tai Shi Bai, leaning close to him as they laughed and chatted like a divine couple.
But as if sensing their gaze, the stunning woman glanced back at them before vanishing in an instant, her speed eerily swift.
Li Weiyi reminded him, "Old Qi, have you never seen a beauty before? It looks like she stole your soul."
Qi Xiao took a deep breath, regaining his composure, his eyes wide with astonishment.
"It wasn't my soul that was stolen, it was my breath that was taken away! I can't help but feel that was the Dragon Clan's Demoness."
"I thought so too," Tuoba Butuo agreed.
Li Weiyi asked, "What are you talking about?"
Qi Xiao said, "The woman flirting with Tai Shi Bai earlier is likely another top-tier genius from the Dragon Clan, an Inheritor of her generation. She gained fame twenty years ago and is rumored to have half Demon Clan blood."
"Long Xiangcen!" Tuoba Butuo exclaimed.
Li Weiyi asked, "How does the Dragon Clan have so many Inheritor?"
Qi Xiao gave a bitter smile: "The Dragon Clan is at its peak, An Ancient Myriad Sects powerhouse. It's perfectly normal for several Inheritors to emerge within a sixty-year cycle."
"There's a hierarchy among Inheritors. Someone like me is just a second-rate one," Tuoba Butuo said, "Only Long Dian was worthy of being the Dragon Sect's First Inheritor, but he was killed by Tang Wanqiu and Lu Cangsheng."
The Ship arrived at the dock.
A large welcoming party awaited them, mostly officials in official robes, with carriages and Exotic Beasts lining the shore.
Madam Long and Long Xiangcen remained in their carriage throughout, only Tai Shi Bai stepped out.
Unable to refuse, Li Weiyi attended the City Lord's Manor's welcoming banquet. Tuoba Butuo and Qi Xiao, disguised as attendants, did not take their seats.
Madam Long and Long Xiangcen also failed to appear at the banquet.
Li Weiyi found official banquets utterly uninteresting. While Tai Shi Bai was surrounded by Thunder Mausoleum (Leiling) City officials, he seized the opportunity to slip away, "escaping" the City Lord's Manor with Tuoba Butuo and Qi Xiao.
The food at the Twin Rice Sect's Cultivation Headquarters was truly dreadful, leaving his stomach feeling deprived for a year.
The three of them headed straight for the Heavenly Pavilion, determined to treat themselves properly.
The Heavenly Pavilion, affiliated with Thousand Mile Mountain, remains neutral in worldly conflicts. It strictly protects the secrets and privacy of its guests, ensuring their identities remain concealed. Many clandestine deals and gatherings take place within its walls.
Tuoba Butuo, a scion of a prominent clan, spared no expense. He ordered a lavish spread of delicacies and hired a select group of young beauties to play music, dance, and serve wine - a truly decadent display.
Li Weiyi, though not entirely detached from worldly pleasures, was accompanied by a lovely companion who frequently offered him cups of fine wine.
After a year of bland fare, mostly spent in seclusion, eating dry rations, wine didn't seem so bad after all.
Tuoba Butuo remained vigilant.
He communicated telepathically: "Old Qi and I overestimated ourselves. Even if our identities were exposed, the Tai Shi Clan wouldn't care much. They probably don't know that I entered the Underground Immortal Mansion with the Young Lord a year ago and got trapped inside."
"Brother Weiyi, it's different for you! Your identity as a Divine Hidden One of the Jiu Li Hidden Sect is far more significant than mine, not to mention the treasures you possess."
Qi Xiao, his face pale, hurried in from outside, clearly shaken, "Do you know who I just encountered on my way back?"
Qi Xiao frequented the Heavenly Pavilion and Immortal Grove, and his discerning eye found the arrangements lacking. He had personally gone to the inner courtyard to select the beauties himself.
Tuoba Butuo waved his hand, dismissing the women for the time being.
Qi Xiao downed three cups in quick succession before managing to suppress his shock.
"I just brushed past Long Ting. Luckily, I used the Disguise Technique and concealed my aura. Otherwise, I would have been ruined."
Tuoba Butuo said, "Long Ting might not recognize Qi Xiao from the Southern Territory."
Qi Xiao was too furious to even curse. He slammed his fist on the table.
"A few days ago, Long Ting and Luansheng Linyou appeared together at the Headquarters. Now they're in Thunder Mausoleum (Leiling) City. What does that mean? Luansheng Linyou is likely hiding in the Heavenly Pavilion."
Li Weiyi and Tuoba Butuo's eyes turned cold.
Both men had a blood feud with Luansheng Linyou.
To be precise, Qi Xiao's younger brother had died indirectly at his hands.
Li Weiyi said, "I'll go investigate. You two stay put. Old Qi might have already been exposed. And if Luansheng Linyou isn't there and Long Ting is alone, how can we miss this golden opportunity to take him down?"
Donning a Fourth-Grade Hundred-Character Artifact-level invisibility cloak, Li Weiyi concealed his aura to the utmost degree and slowly crept forward in the direction Qi Xiao had indicated.
Not daring to stir even a wisp of wind, Li Weiyi soon found traces of Long Ting's aura outside a courtyard filled with white plum blossoms.
The entire courtyard was shrouded in a Formation. Without breaking the formation, it was impossible to know what lay within. But breaking the formation would inevitably alert the Martial-Mystic Path experts inside.
Li Weiyi didn't act rashly.
Light as a leaf, he landed on a water-bucket-thick ancient plum tree beside the wall and peered inside.
"Heavenly Eye!"
The vertical eye in his forehead opened, instantly revealing the true scene within the formation.
With a single glance, Li Weiyi's heart leaped.
In the courtyard, within a glazed octagonal pavilion beside a smoking spirit pool, sat a figure clad in a starlight robe. His face was so exquisitely handsome it bordered on demonic, his long hair shifting between silver and white as he elegantly sipped from a cup.
Even from a distance, this single figure exuded an indescribable aura of profound mystery and danger.
Long Ting stood outside the pavilion, reporting something to him.
Meanwhile, seven or eight other figures had gathered in the courtyard's southwest corner, where thirty coffins were neatly arranged.
What truly astonished Li Weiyi was seeing Long Xiangcen in the pavilion as well.
She had one slender, jade-like leg raised, straddling Luansheng Linyou's lap. Her arms were wrapped around his neck in a brazenly seductive embrace, her fluffy tail swaying back and forth.
This relationship... Li Weiyi couldn't make sense of it!
Long Xiangcen had always been so close to Tai Shi Bai, like a couple.
Yet here she was, appearing even more intimate with Luansheng Linyou.
Suddenly, Luansheng Linyou, who had been savoring his drink with one hand while lightly caressing Long Xiangcen's waist with the other, felt a sudden premonition.
His emotionless eyes turned toward the blooming plum blossoms outside the courtyard, a flicker of doubt crossing his gaze.
Just as he was about to send someone to investigate, the Formation activated.
Chen Wenwu hurried into the courtyard, urgently reporting, "Young Venerable, breaking news! Lu Cangsheng has returned! Witnesses saw him and Martial-Mystic Cultivators from the Thundercloud Sect entering the Thirty-Six Thunder Tombs at nightfall."
Luansheng Linyou's lips curved into an intrigued smile.
He gently patted Long Xiangcen's jade shoulder, signaling her to rise: "I've been waiting two years for these ten people. Long Ting, would you like to meet this once-in-a-millennium genius of the Thundercloud Sect and see how much his Cultivation has improved at the Calamity Crossing Temple?"
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